"You... you..."
Princess Leticia had already suspected that it was Eric's doing, but she didn't expect him to use it as a threat now. This left her so infuriated that she couldn't find words, her ample chest heaving violently.
"Sit down, Leticia!" Eric, no longer polite, addressed her directly.
"Creak." The princess's delicate body slid somewhat weakly into the chair, and she questioned with a mix of anger and embarrassment, "What do you want, you lecherous demon?"
"Nothing much, just want you to help me relieve boredom. School here is so dull," Eric said with a smile.
"Relieve boredom?"
"Yeah, like singing and dancing for me. I heard your natural elven arts are exquisite. It shouldn't be difficult for you." Eric revealed a seemingly kind smile.
"Never!" Princess Leticia refused without hesitation. The songs and dances of their natural elven tribe were pure and noble. How could she showcase them to such a depraved and despicable man?
